Let’s talk about Sex…

Ah, the Kama Sutra. People treat it like some exotic relic, but let’s call it what it is: the world’s first graphic novel. Illustrated, annotated, and way more honest than anything you’d find tucked into a high school locker. Ancient wisdom, yes—but also ancient comedy, because some of those positions require a yoga instructor, a chiropractor, and possibly an EMT on standby.

And here’s the universal truth: we all do it. Every single one of us is walking, talking proof that somebody, somewhere, got naked and went for it. That coworker who alphabetizes his spice rack? Yep. The barista who spells your name wrong on purpose? Also yes. The inventor of Crocs? Tragically, yes. that special someone? Thank God. Nobody’s here because two people held hands extra hard. We exist because of sex. Full stop.

So why the collective pearl-clutching when the subject comes up? We’ll overshare about intermittent fasting, colon cleanses, or what our dogs eat—but the minute sex enters the conversation, people act like you’ve broken some unspoken rule. The truth is, it doesn’t have to be broadcast to the world. It’s not about making announcements, it’s about being comfortable enough to have honest conversations—with your partner, with friends, even with your kids when they’re old enough—without shame or embarrassment.

Here’s the thing: talking about sex doesn’t mean bragging about conquests or turning it into a highlight reel. Intimacy can and should be private. But private doesn’t have to mean silent. When we can talk about it openly and respectfully, we take the shame out of the conversation and make room for connection, growth, and yes—more joy.

And let’s not forget: a great sex life isn’t just fun, it’s basically medicine. Science backs it up. Sex lowers stress, improves sleep, strengthens immunity, keeps your heart healthy, builds muscles, releases oxytocin (the “connection drug”), and hey, burns a few calories if you’re into multitasking. Doctors should be prescribing orgasms with the same enthusiasm they push fiber supplements.

But intimacy doesn’t live only in the bedroom. It’s holding hands on a walk. It’s snuggling on the sofa, binge-watching something terrible. It’s sitting quietly together, saying nothing, and somehow saying everything. It’s whatever intimacy looks like for you—and leaning into it. Those small acts carry as much weight as the grand ones. They remind us that intimacy is about connection, not just choreography.

So let’s stop treating sex like it’s a shameful secret. It’s not. It’s human. It’s survival. It’s joy. It’s connection. And the more we speak about it with honesty, the easier it becomes to actually enjoy it—without guilt, judgment, or silence hanging in the air.

Because at its core, intimacy—whether it’s laughter in bed, a kiss in the kitchen, or a quiet moment on the sofa—is what binds us together. It deserves to be honored, talked about, and cherished.

So, yeah. Sex. We all do it. We all need it. And when it’s great, it’s not just fun—it’s medicine.